The ruddy yearling pursed her lips at her pale companion's warning, the strength of her disbelief in his fouled mind foiled as her ears pressed against her skull as though she were truly concerned. "I don't scare easy," she murmured. What was it in his head that would make her so queasy? Tiny skeletons? A floor coated in something sticky and red? The heat of hellfire surrounding anyone who wound up in there, invisible flames licking at your heels with no surrender? Woah, she was actually starting to creep herself out. Blinking hard she grounded herself in their game once more, wiping her thoughts clean of any devil imagery.

But she fell prey to his suave game, eating up his crooked smile and devious sayings with enthusiasm. She hardly noticed his stutter anymore; the content of his story was of far greater interest than little nuances in the telling. She was just as struck as Nineteen when the words young and beautiful rolled off his silver tongue, giving a flick of her tail in acknowledgement of the phrase. Had this been any other encounter, Fiora might have melted into a pile at his feet for such a stroke of the ego. She was, of course, incredibly flattered even if it turned out it was just part of the ruse. Fiora was coming to like her buddy quite a lot.

"I can't deny that there seems to be some benefits to your weird diet," she said stiffly, trying her 'hardest' not to 'give in'. She pressed her blunt claws into the mossy ground beneath them, quickly running her ice-colored gaze from side to side. "How about we go see if we can find some kiddies? See if it's worth it after all." She started toward him, pausing briefly at his side to whisper, "I am quite vain," before she would push passed him and further into the silent woodland. The stale air seemed to hint they weren't going to find any other life out here than fungus, but a little adventure was worth the trouble.